Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Less than two minutes later, the person returned carrying an ice cream cone.

Some of his panting was clearly due to the rapid depletion of his stamina, but he didn't seem to care at all.

He carefully handed the ice cream cone to Misaka Mikoto: "Sorry to keep you waiting, here's your ice cream!"

Misaka Mikoto took the ice cream cone, the cool touch spreading from her fingertips. She took a bite, and the cool cream melted in her mouth.

Hmm, it's a flavor I've never tasted before, and it tastes pretty good.

Is this what Kirito meant by 'enjoying life'?

Before she could savor the moment, she discovered that the person in front of her hadn't left. Instead, he was rubbing his hands together, looking at her expectantly with eyes full of excitement, as if he wanted her to receive the mission reward soon.

Oh, right, you need to give the other party a reward for the task afterwards.

So Misaka reached down and took the assault rifle off her back, casually handing it to the player, and said in a serious tone, "As a reward, Misaka is giving this to you."

For her, her own experiments were a thing of the past, and there was no point in keeping the gun with her. Giving it to these people to fight against Accelerator was actually putting it to good use.

But when the player saw the assault rifle being handed to him, he froze on the spot.

He first looked at the gun in his hand in disbelief.

The metal gun body gleamed coldly, and the magazine was full, clearly indicating that it was a live-fire weapon ready for immediate use.

Looking at the calm Misaka Sisters, her voice trembled slightly: "Are you sure this is a mission reward?"

He even unconsciously used the honorific "you" and his fingertips trembled slightly as he took the rifle with both hands.

This is simply because the actions and rewards are completely unequal.

Trading an ice cream for an assault rifle—who wouldn't be confused by that deal?

Misaka Sisters, still expressionless as she ate her ice cream, said, "The value as payment should be sufficient. If you're not satisfied, you can return it."

"Satisfied! I'm extremely satisfied!"

The player quickly hugged the rifle to his chest, as if it were a rare treasure.

But then he turned to Misaka Mikoto and said, "But this is too precious. Please tell me if you need anything else!"

"Oh, by the way, I see you don't get along with Accelerator. How about I slap him a couple of times for you?"

Misaka Sister slowly typed out a question mark: Are all these people this brave?

Just as she was wondering how to start the conversation in this situation, other players nearby had already noticed what was going on.

Then he kicked him to the ground with a side kick, cursing as he did so: "What the hell are you doing?!"

Other players echoed this sentiment:

"You've taken the bribe, why aren't you moving? I'm next!"

"We're brothers, let's give the others a chance."

The player who had been thrown out earlier now turned his intense gaze toward Misaka Mikoto, who was surrounded by them.

......

Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, another Misaka Sister encountered a player.

"Misaka felt a little thirsty, so she wanted to try the drink."

The moment the task was announced, the player rushed toward the vending machine not far away.

Pay, choose, pay, choose... repeating the same actions several times in a row.

When he returned to Misaka Mikoto, he was carrying a bag full of drinks, with different kinds and flavors: coffee, lemonade, cola, strawberry juice... a wide variety at a glance.

"Isn't this a bit too much?" Misaka thought sincerely.

The man shook his head: "Not much, not much. Little sister, didn't you want to try the drinks? You can only find out which one suits your taste best by trying a little of everything."

“That makes sense. Misaka will accept it as payment…”

Just as Misaka was about to take out a thermite grenade, the other party waved her hand to stop her, even showing an expression of disinterest.

The others around were immediately displeased, and several people quickly came over to mediate:

"Brother, that thing wasn't a gun, but other people say it was a special incendiary grenade."

"Yes, I've heard it can even damage vehicles or buildings; its power is astonishing."

"Hey bro, you should quit while you're ahead!"

The man didn't care at all, and even pushed through the crowd to return to Misaka Mikoto: "Excuse me, little sister, can I exchange this for some other reward?"

Misaka Sister weighed the bag of drinks in her hand; there were at least a dozen bottles inside.

Based on this attitude, she decided to listen to what the other party wanted first.

So she nodded: "Okay, but only things that Misaka carries. Tell me what you want?"

At this moment, besides the thermite grenade, all she had on her was the assault rifle behind her and the tactical night vision goggles on her head.

Since they are all things that need to be handed over anyway, the order in which they are handed over doesn't matter.

The surrounding players were in an uproar.

"They actually agreed? Is that reasonable?"

"It seems there's a completion compensation mechanism for the mission, and guys like him who exceed the requirements are more likely to be favored."

"There's a reason behind this, I've really learned something new."

Despite the surrounding discussions, everyone was most concerned about the reward. Would this guy receive equipment rewards that had never appeared before?

Then the man slowly spoke: "Little sister, could you please..."

Everyone swallowed hard, then fell silent, eager to hear what this guy had to say.

"Could you please sit on me like a chair?"

The crowd fell silent, some even showing faint black lines on their faces.

Everyone came here to hear your profound insights, and this is all you said?

I thought the big one was coming, but you actually gave everyone a big one.

Then the man continued, "No, this is a rare opportunity. How about the little sister calls me 'brother'? No, calling me 'dad' is definitely better!"

The person seemed to be muttering to themselves, "I've decided. Please take off your panties...!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by a punch from the person next to him. Then, the surrounding players swarmed him and dragged him out.

Someone came up to Misaka Mikoto and explained, "Don't mind me, I guarantee that people like that are definitely in the minority!"

Someone else took the thermite grenade from Misaka Mikoto's hand: "I'll keep this for him. You don't need to think about that guy anymore."

The man, still restless while being dragged, twisted his body and shouted, "What are you doing? I'm going to complain to the authorities!"

However, the others did not take it seriously.

"Whatever you complain about, we are just following the mission requirements to protect the 'experimental subjects'."

"That's right, protecting minors from perverted harm is also a form of protection!"

The man was somewhat agitated: "Wait, I know I was wrong. Give me back the thermite grenade I just received as a reward, and I promise I'll never generate electricity again!"

"Don't even think about it, you have no chance!"